Chapter 294: Red-clothed woman and Fei Taizhao

Reincarnated?

Heng Xian's heart "thumped." In fact, strictly speaking, he was indeed reincarnated.

But on second thought, this woman shouldn't be talking about the same thing as he thought. Two thousand years ago, his previous life was still in primitive society, the channel was wrong.

Coughed lightly and said: "You must have mistaken the person!"

The red-clothed woman was silent. After a long while, she said faintly: "You are not Fei Taizhao?"

Fei Taizhao?

Heng Xian had no impression of this name at all, and replied truthfully: "Don't know him."

"Then how did you get in?" The red-clothed woman suddenly roared.

The main hall suddenly became extremely cold, as if falling into a ten-thousand-year ice cave, and the golden carvings on the walls on both sides suddenly twisted and trembled.

"Awoo—"

Two giant dragons with teeth and claws, wrapped in thick clouds and mist, attacked from left and right.

Heng Xian's heart beat wildly, making a move to retreat, but found that his body was forcibly bound by something, unable to move at all, and could only watch helplessly.

"Awoo—"

The two giant dragons arrived in front of him, their ferocious heads larger than houses, two pairs of blood-red eyeballs staring at him, lifting their giant claws, the claw tips only a few inches away from his temples, the dragon whiskers almost touching his chin.

Heng Xian didn't know how these two dragons appeared, real or illusory, but this kind of terrifying visual feast was really uncomfortable, making his hair stand on end and goosebumps all over his body.

"This is the War God Palace main hall, how did you ants get in?"

The red-clothed woman still sat still, but her voice sounded like thunder in his ears.

Heng Xian let out a sigh of relief and said in a deep voice: "I came from the outside world, experienced life and death tests, walked here step by step, broke through the two withered bones in front of the gate, and entered the main hall. There is no stealing or robbing, and no shame in my heart and morality. So what if I am an ant?"

The red-clothed woman was silent.

The two giant dragons were still staring at Heng Xian.

Just when Heng Xian couldn't help it, the red-clothed woman muttered to herself: "Qiu Fu, Qiu Bisheng couldn't tolerate half a grain of sand in their eyes back then, their spiritual bones actually recognized you..."

Heng Xian said: "Sincerity leads to spirit!"

"Sincerity leads to spirit..." The red-clothed woman repeated, asking: "What are you doing here?"

Heng Xian said: "Of course, seeking immortality and asking the Dao, looking for opportunities!"

The red-clothed woman asked: "What is cultivation for?"

Heng Xian replied: "Obtaining the Dao and longevity, being free and easy, not being bullied!"

"Hahaha..." The red-clothed woman couldn't help but laugh lightly. The laughter was as strange as it could be. It took a long time to stop, "Have you heard of Fei Taizhao?"

Heng Xian thought for a while and said: "Really haven't heard of it."

"Haha... I waited for him for two full thousand years. He eventually failed my trust, he eventually failed my trust..."

The red-clothed woman laughed wildly, "Should be killed, should be killed..."

"People are different!"

Heng Xian was terrified, really couldn't understand what this woman was doing.

The red-clothed woman ignored him, laughed for a long time before stopping, and said hoarsely: "Don't you want to cultivate and want opportunities? I will grant you everything that is left of the War God Palace!"

As soon as the words fell, the two giant dragons suddenly grabbed Heng Xian and pressed him onto the "dragon chair" in front.

Just sitting on the "dragon chair," Heng Xian only felt that his whole person was a bit floating, a majestic spiritual aura that was outrageous drilled into his body, and his whole person's mentality changed strangely.

It was easy to calm down. Looking up, the two giant dragons disappeared, and the red-clothed woman turned her back to him again, facing the main hall gate.

At this time, she said faintly: "I grant you the Eight-Nine Profound Art Body Refining Fragment!"

As soon as the words fell, a piece of the huge stone table in front of the "dragon chair" sank, and a jade slip carved from spiritual jade appeared.

Heng Xian was stunned, Eight-Nine Profound Art Body Refining Fragment?

At this time, the red-clothed woman said again: "Grant you the Heavenly Work Saint Medicine Mortal Volume!"

"Hum—"

Another piece of the table sank, and a jade slip appeared.

The red-clothed woman continued: "Grant you the Imperial Spirit Wonderful Dao Monster Beast Volume!"

The table sank again, and a jade slip appeared.

The red-clothed woman paused slightly and said: "Grant you the Heaven-Killing Nine Swords Fragment, the Sword of Goodness Volume and the Sword of Punishment Volume!"

The table sank two pieces, revealing two jade slips.

The red-clothed woman suddenly stood up and walked forward step by step: "Grant you the Chi Mei Sword of He Yu, the number one expert of the War God Palace back then!"

"Hum—"

A strangely shaped ancient treasure sword flashed from the wall in the distance, "clanged" and inserted into the ground "in front of the dragon chair," the white jade gold stone floor instantly cracked a slit, and the sharp sword light could be felt from far away.

Heng Xian subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

And the red-clothed woman was still walking forward step by step, never looking at Heng Xian from beginning to end.

Heng Xian frowned slightly: "Who... are you?"

"Fifty thousand years ago, I was as young as you, with a heart to cultivate the Great Dao and suppress the red dust, self-proclaimed as beautiful as a fairy, wanting to crush the world, who knew the world was cold, and in the end, it was just the fairy heart disturbing the floating life, like a big dream empty!"

The red-clothed woman said, her body slowly fading, almost invisible.

Heng Xian realized that this woman was just a remnant soul of the ancient War God Palace, and was afraid she was about to dissipate, so he hurriedly asked: "Since you are unwilling to leave your name, why grant me things?"

The woman said coldly: "Let you help me kill Fei Taizhao!"

Heng Xian hesitated: "I don't know him at all, how to kill him? And you are gone, how can you be sure that I will definitely kill him?"

The woman laughed: "You will definitely cultivate the Eight-Nine Profound Art Body Refining Fragment, and the Technique Fragment is in his hands. Your Sword of Goodness and Sword of Punishment, he doesn't have, but his Sword of Emotion and Sword of Desire, you don't have either.

You have such a great cause and effect, if you don't kill him, he will definitely kill you!"

Heng Xian was silent for a while and asked: "Then who is he?"

The woman's voice turned cold: "He was the first ant to break in after the War God Palace perished. I passed him the technique of traversing the world, and agreed to a thousand-year appointment, but he was nineteen thousand years late. I will no longer exist, why should he live any longer?"

This sentence seemed to use up all her strength, and her body was even more illusory.

Heng Xian suddenly didn't know how to answer.

At this time, the red-clothed woman walked to the huge spear tip that was stabbed to death, looked up at the spear handle slightly, and said: "This Ruyi Heaven-Killing Spear has nailed my father to death for fifty thousand years. I have polished its murderous aura for fifty thousand years, and finally, I can pull it out, and it will be cheaper for you!"

Saying this, she exerted force and waved her sleeve.

"Boom boom boom..."

The entire Divine Palace main hall suddenly trembled violently, and the spear suddenly became smaller, turned into a normal size, spun around, and with a "ding" sound, was embedded in the ground at Heng Xian's feet.

After doing all this, the red-clothed woman was already so illusory that she could hardly be seen clearly.

She stood in front of the withered bone killed by the spear, stood for a long time, then knelt down, choked, and her figure dissipated with the wind, leaving no trace.

Heng Xian sat blankly, feeling a sense of sadness and heartache for no reason, so he walked down the "dragon chair," bowed and saluted to the red-clothed woman and the withered bone, and said seriously: "I am not talented, if there is a chance, if I see Fei Taizhao, I will definitely kill him to pay tribute!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 295 =====